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Posted on August 27, 2014 at 02:05:04 PM by thoth

Tact had never been Thoth's strong point, but he should have known better. He knew that as soon as Danny got half way through his first reply, and mentally kicked himself for not thinking before speaking. He knew first-hand what it was like be shunted in and out of care his whole life, only to wind up there permanently when he at last became parentless. He'd been there, too, when his friend Tristan had lost his mother and brother. Thanks in large part to Gwythr and the civil war, there were broken families all over Shaman – although, he'd noticed, not that many in the royal court. Most of the kids who picked on him for having no family were the ones with two smug parents of their own.

Wisely, he didn't push the issue. Danny looked and sounded casual, but that didn't mean he was. If he was anything like Thoth, he did everything he could to avoid questions, comments, and talking about it generally. People just didn't understand. And, as much as possible, Thoth tried to keep his parentage secret. He'd never told anyone – not even Tristan, although Tristan had worked it out.

He wondered vaguely – although not seriously – whether Danny was an illegal demigod too. While the younger boy pondered the absent syringes, Thoth amused himself for a moment thinking about which godly parent Danny might have if he had one. Tsi, maybe, or Khasekhemwy. He tried to picture Khasekhemwy with a lady friend and grinned a little too hard just as Danny spoke.

“You'll have to go back to the academy to get that though, won't you?” The grin faded away and was replaced by a thoughtful frown. “Maybe tomorrow would be better,” he concluded reluctantly. “Morveren – Morveren! Leave it!”

Morveren stared across at her fairy with sparkling green eyes, Solarius' unguarded tail in her mouth. There was a brief pause, after which she started chewing on the tail defiantly. Her teeth were only little, like her, but she was – as far as Thoth could tell – carnivorous: those teeth were sharp. She was just too far out of reach for her fairy to grab, and she never responded at all to a stern word. Time for plan B.

“Rug!” Thoth tried instead, using the same sort of voice one might use to excite a dog. Morveren sat up straight and pricked her ears. “Go get the rug, Morv,” he encouraged her. “Go get the rug!”

The little aqua-fox squealed excitedly, dropped the tail and tore up and down the length of the infirmary, checking under every bed for a rug. She lapped the ward four times at dizzying speeds before dashing out into the corridor to continue her hunt there. Thoth shrugged at the newly-freed Solarius.

“She likes rugs,” he said, a little unnecessarily.


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